"Happy new year, babe."
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"Happy new year, babe."
You Ready? || Arimba
Simba smoothed his suit before looking in the mirror. He hated these kind of clothes, he felt closed in, stuffy, but this was for her and he knew she would enjoy it. Not like he looked bad, he looked good as always, maybe even better, but he wasn't going to stop the presses tonight. No, that would be his girlfriend. He was sure she'd take his breath away as he caught sight of her. Which is why he was glad he was meeting her at her room before leading her into the dining hall. He could wipe any drool then and push back any urges, just as long as he had time. Running one hand through his hair, Simba pulled on his shoes then ran in less than a second to the dorm and slid in with some straggling girls, heading to her room. He knocked on the door easily. "Ariel? You ready?"
3 more days...
Text @ Ariel
Simba: My room. Ten minutes.
Jam Sesh || Barbie, Bas, and Ariel
Now where did I put that guitar?
Whoa now. What's this about ripping some guy's throat out?
Text @Ari
Tarrant: so I happened to overhear your conversation with Bambi earlier. I AM TOO MATURE! #pouting
Text @ Ariel
Simba: Babeeeeeeeeeee I've been kicked out. Belle's pregnancy is getting to her and she wants her man to hakuna some tatasssss.